This is a small mini series that takes place sometime after How I met My Harem. While waiting for the next Singularity as well as wait for new servants to arrive, Ryan's Harem of female servants force him to go dates with them. Will the boy survive...
As Mashu walked through the halls of Chaldea, the girl wondered where her master had gone to. After his date with Jeanne Ruler, he mysteriously disappeared. With his recent disappearance, the Shielder class servant decided to look for him. She immediately started her search in his room, but Jeanne and Jeanne Alter were too busy arguing about answering her. The versions of Artoria were too busy eating as MHX mentioned that they hadn't seen Ryan on that day. The other servants didn't know his location either.
Now, here she was looking in every room in Chaldea for her master. As she walked, she passed by a conference room that suddenly lit up with a bright blue light. She smirked as she opened the door and immediately shocked at the scene in front of her. The chairs and table were knocked over, and it's in place was a large summoning circle. The ceiling was charred from multiple summonses as another version of Ruler Saint Martha as well as numerous silver servants and craft essences behind her as they all they had worried looks on their faces. However, the most startling thing was her master with a frustrated glance at his eyes.
"Senpai!!!," Mashu exclaimed, causing the boy to look up at her. "What are you doing?!"
Ryan growled in frustration as he began yet another summoning ritual. "I will summon her...I did not waste all the time and effort not to summon her!!!"
"Are you still trying to summon Artoria Archer?!," the girl asked. "You have plenty of servants!! Why are you obsessed with this one?!"
"Because......I NEED HER!!!!!," the boy exclaimed as he finished the ritual. "Now come!!! King of Knights!!!! Come and answer my call!!!"
The circle glowed a bright blue light as everyone in the room was blinded. When their vision cleared, in the center of the ring was a shadowy black knight whose armor seemed very familiar especially they saw it back in Camelot.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"AAARRRRTTTHHHUUURRRR!!!," Berserker Lancelot howled in a fury of anger.
"Papa?!," Mashu said as she turned to her master. "Senpai...what have you done?!"
The other Saint Martha raised her hand to speak. "It seems our master summoned the servant who best represents his emotions right now...."
"Great....well...I guess it's ok.," Ryan said, trying to calm himself down. "At least I can sacrifice this Saint Martha to power our Martha's Noble Phantasm, and I get another Berserker servant."
"Wait...what did you say you were going to do me?!," the Summer servant stated with a shocked look on her face.
Just then, Mordred walked in eating an apple as she looked at the scene before. "Man master....you do have a fetish for—oh! It's Lancelot! Cool! Hey Lancelot!!! Do you want to help me beat up, Father? She has plenty of versions here!"
The Knight of the Lake nodded as he roared manically. "AAARRRRTTTHHUUURRR!!!"
With that, the two knights of the Round charged off towards the kitchen where all Saberfaces were currently located. In matter of minutes, the screams of the Artoria versions in Chaldea were heard as Lancelot roared as Mordred laughed cheerfully in her father's anguish. Meanwhile, Mashu just stared at her master as he was already turning silver servants and crafts essences into mana prisms.
"Well...are you happy now?" the girl asked as she was a bit pissed that her father was here now even if he was a Berserker state.
Ryan shrugged as he took the other Saint Martha by the hand and started to look for his actual servant of her. "Well...I'm not completely happy, but I'm better. Now I'm off to level up Ruler Saint Martha's NP with this one. I'll see you sooner later, and I'll take you on a date to make up for this. Bye!!"
With that, the boy ran off as Chaldea became even more chaotic than it already was and it was only going to get worse as time goes on.
